This story and the others like it in the series reflect a certain type of fantasy that is largely male oriented. I'm a male and I am writing what is titillating and sexual to me. The characters aren't meant to reflect reality, neither in the way they act or their attitudes towards each other. The subject matter does not reflect how I think real people act or how real people think. It may be that people do act and think this way, but I am neither condoning this behavior nor intentionally encouraging it. I'm simply telling stories about fictional people that I find stimulating. None of the characters are meant to reflect, or act as proxies for, actual people in reality. Finally, all the people in these stories are Adults (over the age of 18 years old), in case I forget to explicitly state that in the stories themselves. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy.
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Anthony was surprised when his mother told him that work was on the phone. It was late and the store had closed an hour ago. He hoped that he wasn't being called in for his day off the next day, as he really didn't want to come in if someone had called off. On the other hand, he had to admit, he could use the money. When he reached the phone he was even more surprised when it was June, the head cashier on the line.
"Hi tiger, real quick... I'm heading home right now, but something has happened here at work and you are definitely going to want to come over to my house tonight. Can you come over in about an hour? I know it is last minute, but you will not be disappointed if you can make it." June sounded excited and a little out of breath.
"Sure, I don't have anything planned. What happened?" Anthony asked, his curiosity piqued.
"Oh, I want it to be a surprise. I guarantee you will absolutely love it! I gotta lock up and get out of here, I'll see you soon."
"Ok, see ya." Anthony replied, but the phone went dead before he could finish..
Anthony got dressed and made his way over to June's house. The whole drive he tried to guess what the surprise could be. The only thing he was sure of was that, knowing June, it would be incredible. When he arrived June met him at the door with a big devious grin and dressed only in a silky, short robe and sexy heels. Anthony felt a stirring in his loins, she looked good enough to eat, as always.
"You're right on time, I just finished getting everything ready."
"I'm intrigued, this sounds like it's going to be exciting."
"Sweetie, you have no idea!" She gushed and let him walk past her into the living room. "Sit on the couch over there," she pointed to a specific spot on the couch.
Anthony looked around the room and tried to pick up clues about the surprise, but nothing seemed out of place or different from the last time he had been over. Finally, after a final look around and a lingering glance at the way June's robe rode up in the back, revealing the underside of black lacy panties, he took his assigned seat. June strutted over to the recliner, looking very proud of herself and sat the edge of her own seat.
Suddenly, changing her demeanor, June said a stern voice, "Come, now!" Anthony's eyes nearly bugged out of his head at what unfolded next. In from the kitchen glided Elise, the cashier from work. Her head was down and she had a forlorn look on her face. None of his wildest guesses had prepared him for this.
The shock of seeing Elise in June's home was amplified by the way she was dressed. She was perched on very high heels and had on stockings and garters, but no panties. Anthony could plainly see her fully shaved bare sex. She had a lacy push up bra that only cupped the bottoms of her large breasts revealing her large, and very hard, nipples. Her long flowing hair was tied in simple pony tail and draped over one shoulder and then down over one breast.
Anthony had to consciously take a breath when he realized he had stopped breathing when she had walked in. He could feel himself rapidly blooming from semi-hardness, after seeing June's now seemingly modest outfit, to well on its way to becoming fully erect at the sight of Elise's slutty appearance.
"Turn slowly, I want Mister Gallo to see everything." June purred, a cat-that-ate-the-canary grin on her face.
Elise turned slowly, as commanded. Anthony stared at her as she rotated, her calves were tight and defined from the heels, the black line on the back of the stockings following her contours sensuously. Her ass protruded in its nakedness, perfectly framed by the stocking tops and garter belt. He could see angry red hand prints on both cheeks and his cock jumped to full hardness so fast he had to adjust himself. Then, all too soon for his liking, Elise was facing them again.
"Knees," June barked. Elise immediately lowered herself to her knees approximately in the center of the room. "Clasp your hands behind your back," June ordered. Elise complied and this pushed Elise's breasts further up and out. She still did not look up. June continued, "Spread your knees apart and don't rest your ass on your calves. This is your default position from now on, idiot. Whenever I say to assume the position, you will immediately return to this state, do you understand me?"
"Yes ma'am," Elise whispered.
"What?" June said low and venomous.
"Yes ma'am!" Elise said loud and fast. June looked over at Anthony, her eyes sparkling and her pride evident. Anthony kept scanning Elise up and down. The woman who had incessantly teased him and was the bane of his working existence, was kneeling there on display totally powerless and subservient. Even though Elise had stopped teasing him after he had dominated Mary that first time in the break room, the damage had already been done.
All the taunting and flaunting before that had built up a feeling of powerful lust and revenge inside him. Especially after he had come to the realization that she hadn't teased him for sexual reasons, but just for the power thrill of it. He had pretty much resigned himself that he would never fuck her without either going to jail or paying her for it and he be damned if he'd do either just to get laid. Especially with his new found confidence providing him with great sex whenever he needed. Then, this week, for whatever reason, she had started teasing him again, ratcheting up the sexual tension that he thought would never get resolved. But now... now here she was, practically served up on a silver platter.
"Now, tell Mr. Gallo why you are here and... from now on, you will only address him as Sir or Mister Gallo," June explained to Elise.
"I was bad, sir," Elise mumbled faintly. She was blushing heavily.
"Bitch, you will be punished for that... louder!" June hissed.
"Sir, I was a bad girl!" Elise said loudly and ended with an involuntary sob. That time it seemed loud enough to satisfy June as she didn't make her repeat it. Elise tearfully continued, "I stole and I lied and I've ruined everything." She could help letting one sob escape as she finished blurting her confession.
"Don't be bothered by her crocodile tears Anthony, she isn't sorry for what she did," June advised Anthony.
"I am though! I really am!" Elise cried.
"Oh, you are just burying yourself deeper aren't you? First you speak without being spoken to and then you don't address me properly. Tsk, tsk. We'll be having a lot of fun at your expense tonight dumb-ass," June said menacingly.
"I'm sorry ma'am," Elise managed to sniffle out. Anthony finally was able to tear his eyes from Elise and look to June.
"I am totally lost here, how did... I mean... June?" He stumbled, obviously flummoxed. June giggled.
"I know, right? It was a total surprise to me also, but once the ball got rolling I couldn't help myself. OK, here's how it started..."
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June arrived at work just like any other day. It unfortunately started turning out to be more stressful than normal soon after she got settled in. One of her cashiers called off and she was shorthanded. To top it off, one of the cashiers who had shown up and was working was Elise, the bitch. June would have fired her long ago, but Elise never pushed anything quite far enough for June to be able to convince the store manager that she had to go. It definitely didn't help that Elise would bat her eyes, stick out her tits and flip her short skirt around whenever the manager was near. June really hated how she went around manipulating all the men in the store, customers and employees alike.
Today, Elise was in rare form. Every time June asked her to do something she rolled her eyes and sighed heavily, then she would try to get one of the tongue wagging bag boys to do it for her, which they always did if they could. She had already pushed her first break by claiming she "forgot" to punch out first after coming back 10 minutes late.
June was short on patience and was snapping at everyone, but especially Elise. One time she had turned around from Elise after having just scolded her, but had to suddenly turn back to make one more point and surprised Elise making a face at her back. That was the final straw.
"Elise close down your line and come into the office as soon as you are done with those customers". June coldly called out to Elise. Then June went into the office to wait. After a few minutes, Elise walked in snapping her gum and exuding bad attitude.
"You know Elise," June began. "You better start showing me some respect or you are going to be fired."
"You aren't my mother and Mr. Anderson isn't going to fire me just because it's your time of the month and are too bitchy to work with. So get off my back, 'kay?" Elise finished giving June the most insincere smile she could.
